As the saying goes, good fortune never comes alone, but misfortune never comes alone, and bad news comes one after another.
That morning, Mr. Yang received a call from a friend.
"Mr. Yang," the man said, "I just heard that someone suggested rectifying various martial arts schools, saying that some of them are bad and good, and some of them need to be closed down."
"There are still people at the meeting who specifically mentioned the case of an apprentice from a certain martial arts school who beat someone to death on a construction site. This is you!"
"Mr. Yang, please think of a solution quickly. Brother, I really can't help you here!"
After hanging up the phone, Mr. Yang's face was filled with sorrow.
He has been running a martial arts school for nearly twenty years and has taught thousands of apprentices. When there are more people, there will always be a few who have evil intentions or have a bad temper. The murder case mentioned in the phone call was that of an apprentice who was beaten to death in a rage two years ago because he suspected that the contractor was deducting his salary.
This incident was a hot topic at the time, and the martial arts school suffered a lot of criticism, but as the heat passed, it was not implicated in the end. Unexpectedly, time has changed and someone has made a fuss about it again today.
The martial arts school is the foundation of his life, and the pharmaceutical factory and health products are his way to make a fortune. If these two things are gone, then Mr. Yang, regardless of his social status or property wealth, will be equivalent to being stripped naked. All these years of hard work have been in vain.
There is no doubt that this is the meaning above, a warning to him for not cooperating well yesterday.
As for who it was, Mr. Yang immediately made a few calls. Those people seemed to have no intention of keeping it secret from him, so he quickly asked.
Two people.
However, so far, there are only rumors about sealing down pharmaceutical factories or closing down martial arts gyms, and no written decisions have been made yet.
This means that there is still room for change.
The other party is waiting for his response. If he doesn't know it yet, then the rumor will become a fact.
Otherwise it's just a rumor.
Mr. Yang did not respond for the time being.
So in the afternoon, he received another call from his daughter.
"Dad," Yang Qingchen said, "The police came to the school just now to ask me about my whereabouts on Saturday afternoon. I, how can I remember..."
"They also asked Wu Dou. Wu Dou said that he saw a young man in the grass that afternoon and said that we had dinner together. I have been living in a haze these past few days and I really don't remember this incident."
"Dad, say hello to grandma and mom for me. I will study hard at school. Don't worry, I will come back to see you on the weekend!"
The little girl was very smart and continued to pretend to be confused on the phone. What she should tell her father did not fall behind at all.
It was obvious that they had a clear grasp of Yang Zhen's whereabouts from the time she appeared until that night.
He couldn't hide anymore.
"I know," Yang Zhen sneered: "It seems that we need to have a good chat with these people."
After two days of thinking, he changed his original idea.
Originally, in the past few years after returning to Earth, he just wanted to spend time with his mother, and everything else was just a cloud.
However, the tree wants to be quiet but the wind is not stopping. If he does not reach some kind of agreement with those people, he may never have peace here.
In addition, before he appeared, Mr. Yang's career had been going smoothly. If it fell by the wayside because of him, this would not be what he wanted to see.
Of course, he will not compromise with those people.
Otherwise, not only will you be looked down upon, but you will also encounter more endless demands in the future.
He must draw a boundary for the other party.
He must show his strength.
He wants to meet them in his own way, in the way of a cultivator.
…
"Second brother, don't worry. I will do my best to invite that expert. The old man's health will definitely get better."
In the simple yet grand living room, Wang Xingsheng put down the phone and let out a breath.
Press your temples firmly with your thumbs.
This is his usual behavior, and he will do this whenever he encounters any problem that requires careful consideration.
Now, there was an important thing before him.
He is in his early forties, holds an important official position, and has a bright future.
However, he is very self-aware, and everything he has today comes from his boss.
That is an old leader. Although he has retired for decades, his influence cannot be underestimated.
Mr. Meng is their greatest support. As long as this ancient tree remains standing, they, the younger generations, will always be able to inherit its blessings.
However, after all, time is not forgiving.
The man called Er Ge is the old man's second son, and he has the most irreconcilable relationship with him. According to this second brother, the old man may not have long to live.
It's not some kind of stubborn disease, but all the organs in the body are failing.
The fire of life is about to go out.
Unless a miracle happens.
Just when he had given up long ago, a miracle really happened at Chuya Hospital.
At first he thought it was a rumor, but it wasn't until he called Director Qian that he learned about the whole thing.
At that moment, he was simply ecstatic.
Extend the old man’s life by a few years!
If he seizes the opportunity well, these few years will be enough for him to reach a higher level.
He must find that young man!
Secretly tugging on his fist, he suddenly felt that the atmosphere in the room was a little strange.
It was so quiet, as quiet as being isolated from the world.
Vice Mayor Wang suddenly turned around!
Three meters away, under the calligraphy and painting with the motto "Quietness Goes Far", stood a childish girl in ancient costume.
The girl was extremely beautiful, like a fairy in a painting. Wang Xingsheng couldn't help but blink his eyes, thinking he was hallucinating.
The girl's face seems familiar?
He suddenly woke up and shouted: "Who are you? Who let you in!"
The sound is very loud. There is a young man from his hometown living in the room next to him, who is responsible for taking care of his daily life.
However, it is not known whether the young man fell asleep or the voice did not come out. His call did not receive any response.
Wang Xingsheng was very panicked.
The girl remained silent and looked at him with great interest, as if looking at something interesting.
After confirming that this was the person she was looking for, she raised the corners of her mouth slightly, showing a bit of joy, and then reached out to grab it.
Wang Xingsheng suddenly felt his neck tightening, and someone was holding him in his hand.
The body floated up as if it were weightless, passed through the silently opened window, and flew towards the night sky outside.
"Ah——" he exclaimed in fright.
The sound still didn't alarm anyone.
Wang Xingsheng's body flew higher and higher, and gradually the entire community was under his feet, and his mood gradually calmed down from the initial panic.
Looking around, you can see the bright lights at night, the rushing traffic, the tall buildings like giants, the dark hills, and the flowing Chu River.
It's all like a dream!
Why am I flying? Who is that girl?
Fairy?
Are there really immortals in this world?
Just as he was thinking a lot, this strange journey came to an end.
There is an unexpected boulder ahead.
Bijianfeng.
(End of chapter)
